(feat. Eminem)


[E] When we touch down



[Chorus: E = Eminem; T = T.I.]

[T] In the midwest we okay

E'rybody know them southern boys love that bass

[E] Atlanta go bananas, Alabama, 'weesiana

Mississippi, Ten-a-keys, every mufuckin state, when we touch down

[T] Go right from the plane to the rave

[E] When we touch down

[T] On a private plane getting brains, till we

[E] Touch down, there ain't no way to keep em quiet

With T.I. and Shady baby, we bout to incite a riot

When we touch down



[1st verse: T.I.]

When we get in town, you know how we getting down

Pull up clean, then hop on out, snatch all the freaks then walk on out

I'm living what they talking bout, shining if it dark or not

That one hundred E-X-double R, you'll find that in the parking lot

You barking up the wrong tree, I do this shit for zone three

Four, five and six as well as one, Atlanta I'm forever son

Still be on whatever coast, round blowing heavy smoke

Ay Em you better tell them folk what hell it take to let em go

They know I put that green light on them haters

Keep on trying me I put that beam right on ya tater (pow)

Now you don't wanna see T.I.P. outrageous

Try to keep him in a cage but somehow he keep escaping

That's why I be on vacation, Virgin Island I be taking

Private planes out to Spain, I keep on flying I ain't faking

The money ain't a thang, think I'm lying, you're mistaken

You can find long lines of all kinds of bitches waiting when we touch down



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[2nd verse: Eminem]

Welcome to the Midwest, yes

Where them Detroit playas ball like you have no idea

The more is here, got the whole place looking like it's candy painted

Ain't it like we left the kids at home and just let em loose with the crayons

Fuck, I just hit a jogger, people looking like Frogger

They hopping out of the way whenever they see Marshall's car coming

The kids painted my windows with black permanent marker

And let the rest of the car carpet color like swirl pops

And I got the bass thumping but I'm bound to bump into something

Kids are flying through the air looking like they krumping

The way they tumbling, I gotta do something

But as soon as I hit the car wash to get the tar off

They just right back at it tommorrow

They're like, "Dad this is in, so you're with the trends"

"This is for the pens, listening to mens, nail polish on the rims"

And now it's custom chrome, but I gotta go do a show

So go on with ya bad self, just have it back to normal when I touch down



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[3rd verse: T.I.]

From my arrival, un-til my departure

Gurantee I put this d-i-c-k in somebody's daughter

Ay, I still have my way with the ladies way cross the water

Flew to Paris from Haiti, did some shit that I thought of

It's erotic that the shit that we popping makes us psychotic

Threat the corpse for America, then why they running from me?

How could they be so ignorant? Look what hip-hop done brung us

It's allowed us to run a business, legitimated our moneys

Got us out of the ghettos and relocated our mommies

I made it all the way here ain't no way you taking it from me

So excuse me Oprah honey, I'm sorry, really I promise

But niggas, bitches and hoes do exist, I'm just being honest

For that am I being punished? Why is you so astonished?

Now I ain't got a degree, just intelligence in abundance

So you ain't gotta like me, I know billions of folks who love me

You can tell how they yelling and screaming and waiting for me when I touch down



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